Don’t Rush “Forevers”

Don’t Rush “Forevers”.

Let me in: Fearing the “knock”

Let me in: Fearing the “knock”.

Almost 30…

Almost 30….

What’s your word?

What’s your word?.

Can I breathe?

Can I breathe this day, ridding myself of guilt, shame and hopelessness?
Can I breathe this day, letting go of what I once thought was love but was all me being lost in the lust for love?
Can I breathe this day knowing, my heart aches no more is hopes of YOU, being IT for me, the thing I once needed to breathe…I thought I once needed to BE
Can I breathe this day, knowing you’re no longer that light I once gave my all to keep lit?
Can I breathe this day, connections though real, wasn’t strong enough to survive this thing we confused ourselves with?
Can I breathe this day, as I recline in peace knowing, I no longer want, for something I deserve to be given…for free…it’s priceless, it’s air. My air…yes, I can breathe..